Friday, February 10, 2012

RIP/INK

this piece was my way of shouting at the memories and the people who put them there. my way of saying what i wanted to say to them when i was just a child. it's anger filled and with lots of expletives. .. read on at your own risk.

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I'm 36 years old, and I have 3 awesome kids. I have been singing since I was 3, writing poems and songs since I was 10. I love to write. I've been through a hellish childhood, and writing is therepudic.